1. Composition of "Warmth", 800 words with 3 titles and scoring
Didi family affection, always accompany you.
On the long road of life, warmth is everywhere and is always with you like air. When you face loneliness and unfounded worries, do you think of the warmth of your relatives that makes you complacent? When you face difficulties and are unhappy, do you feel the warmth of your friends make you more confident? When you are hit hard and give up on yourself When you are there, do you feel that the warmth of your family makes you feel comfortable.
Yes, a warm fire can start a prairie fire. Even if you are in a foreign country, far away from home, the warmth of your family will still be with you.
The warmth of our loved ones is our pillar. It is not only the material pillar of food, clothing and good clothing, but also the spiritual pillar of support and encouragement, which allows us to realize the true meaning of love. It is the warmth of family and society that makes us shine in the colorful sunshine.
We will sigh: "Ah, the world is full of love, and warmth is everywhere.
2. Composition of 800 words of warmth Composition of 800 words of composition of warmth of 800 words
Temperature of the soul: There is a fire in the heart, which boils every drop of our blood; there is a pool of water in the heart, which softens every cell of ours - Inscription: Water at normal temperature can flow into rivers and seas; when the temperature drops to a certain level. , the water becomes ice and is fixed in one place and cannot flow; when the temperature reaches a certain level, the water turns into steam, soars up and becomes clouds, possessing not only the earth, but also the sky. The state of water is determined by the temperature. , the state of life is determined by the heart. The heart at normal temperature is as plain as water and unknown. In this way, the work only needs to be completed. When meeting people, they just nod and smile, and then pass by. The cold heart is as cold as ice. Monotonous, bleak, even like a sharp knife. With such a low-temperature soul, "Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door, and doesn't care about the frost on other people's tiles" is their principle of dealing with people. They don't help others, and they don't ask for help. They don't care about the world. They always look at each other coldly and look blank. They have a negative attitude towards life, speak coldly and are mean. They also hurt others when they freeze themselves. Only a fiery heart can make you brighter. The unrestrained spirit of "the red flowers are blooming red" is Kuafu's persistence in chasing the sun, and Lei Feng's enthusiasm for helping others. The blazing fire in the heart, the boiling spring in the soul, the years of *** burning! A smile full of confidence, work full of enthusiasm, with an open flame Light up every moment of life, warm every heart of you and me with spring water. Cooperate with others, help others, learn from others, and get help and appreciation from others, and you will find that your life will no longer be monotonous. No longer ordinary, it became colorful and interesting. I danced for the success of the Olympic bid, beat gongs and pots for the women's volleyball team to win, and shed tears for the mission of "moving China". The lovesickness of "when the water is cut off, the water will flow more", the heroism of "the river goes eastward, and the waves are all gone", and the domineering attitude of "counting the famous people, but still looking at the present". This is not the burning of ***, and that is not the boiling blood ? A fiery heart, flying kites in the blue sky, experiencing the elegant happiness. A fiery heart, chewing the sour plums at night, tasting the deep taste, can pour out the red wine in the plum rain in June and July. Ideal. A fiery heart can pursue the goal of life when the morning light is full. A fiery heart, a symbol of positive life, can make water drop through stone and inspire a new smile in the hearts around it. , it will be like lighting a firecracker, making unexpected sounds and blooming unexpected flowers.
Sunshine in the Heart Maybe you have seen fish swimming in the shallow bottom and eagles striking the sky, so you feel satisfied; maybe you have heard of rushing waterfalls, angry slaps on the shore rocks, swords fighting, and iron horses neighing, so you think this is pride. Domineering; maybe you have personally experienced the vast horizon of a wild fire, and the wild publicity makes you think that this is unparalleled! But your quick glance ignores the sunshine, the sunshine in their hearts.
It is the sunshine that supports the belief in rushing against the current, and it is the sunshine that initiates the yearning for blue sky and white clouds; it is also the sunshine that mobilizes the drum of nature, It is the sunshine that exaggerates the tragedy of the heroic hegemony; it is the sunshine that enriches the wild beauty that cannot be stopped.
All of this is due to one belief-----sunshine.
The sunshine of the tree is the leaves, because they are green and yellow, yellow and green again, changing all the time, and guarding all the time. One green and one yellow will draw a faint annual ring on the gauze of time.
The sunshine of raindrops is like dust, because it is spotty but not mixed, it has a unique wisdom, it condenses water and consolidates Qi, and falls with the wind to nourish one heart after another.
The sunshine in the blue sky is like white clouds, because it embellishes the paradise of dreams and releases the passion of the heart. The spaciousness and expansion arise spontaneously. I laugh and sigh at the joys and sorrows of the world. I sit and watch the love and sadness in the world. The sweetness and sourness are moderately rich. The unparalleled colors in life fade out from the white clouds.
The flowers are bees and butterflies in the sun, and they are wood elves like dragonflies flying among the flowers and under the leaves. The flying affectionate, the flowers are so proud and shy, so there are jade fingers to pick the flowers lightly, the little elf is so nimble, so the butterfly is born.
Because there is sunshine, so in the endless In the night sky, we waited for the warmth of the sun on the other side, so in our efforts, we survived one dilemma after another, including physical trauma! Under the care of the sun, the scabs have already fallen off, thus strengthening the body and strengthening the will.
Because of the sunshine, on the dim rainy night, the moist heart always looks forward to a little tenderness and a little warmth. So the lonely figure under the cold lamp stretched into a long line, getting rid of nightmares again and again, and the tears in my heart were endless! I found sustenance in the gentleness of the sun, so I strengthened my faith
You can see the faith in the sun, I can hear it, I care about it in my heart, and it is gentle between success and failure. Don’t be discouraged, don’t Compromise, just because of one belief-----sunshine. 3. An essay about "warmth", about 800 words
Lift up the warm floral cloth and gently open the window to create a small space. , the sunshine seeped out from the gaps and sprinkled on my body; I raised the corners of my mouth, leaned against the window, and quietly enjoyed this tranquil beauty... When I was a child, I had a longing for the sunshine.
When playing games in the kindergarten in the afternoon, before the children stand in the shade, I always rush to "occupy" the sunny "treasure place". Sometimes the sunshine is as gentle as a loving mother, and sometimes it is a bit vicious. However, no matter what, I always feel that as long as there is sunshine, I am not afraid of anything. Everything will become transparent and wonderful under the sun!
Now that I have grown up, the sunshine is even more of an inspiration to me. I still remember that girl’s 800-meter test——
In the uneasy waiting, that The day came as scheduled. Standing on the starting line, I suddenly found that the sun was surprisingly bright today. I'm not afraid of the sun! The fear quietly dissipated. The starting gun sounded, and I ran forward with a relaxed pace. I don't feel tired at all, just a feeling of chasing the sun. The 800-meter distance on the playground is 5 and a half laps in a row. I have only finished 2 laps. My legs have begun to weaken and the end point has become elusive again. As I jogged, I imagined myself being crushed by 800 meters. Feeling depressed, I raised my head and took a deep breath. Suddenly, my eyes hit the sunshine again. This warm and fragrant sunshine gave me courage and strength again. I rushed forward as light as a deer. Hold on, there's still one and a half laps to go. I bit my lip and sprinted almost madly. The wind whistled in my ears, but I didn't care. I didn't look at the classmates who were watching on the playground. I just know that I must run across the finish line.
My feet have crossed the white line, I succeeded! Even I can’t believe it, today I finished the 800 meters in second place! Looking up again, it's still the sunshine... Today's monthly exam is full of troubles: I caught a cold in the morning, and I wrote the composition paper backwards for most of the time before I realized it, but I was not disappointed at all. A little cold, I can handle it. The composition paper has also been replaced with new ones. Although it was rainy this morning, the sunshine has become eternity in my heart. And look at the sky, who can prove that this rain is not brewing a more beautiful sunrise? 4. An 800-word essay about warmth
Warmth exists in everyone’s heart. Warmth comes from a holy heart. Warmth is what everyone needs. Warmth is what everyone desires. There are two kinds of warmth: physical warmth and spiritual warmth. Everyone has felt warmth at one time or another. Or a burning stove, or a concerned look, or a handed coat, or soft words. Everyone has created warmth. Everyone has energy. Everyone has given something. As long as there is a heart, people can release warmth all the time. Warmth is comfort. Warmth means being needed. Warmth is closeness. Warmth is recognition. Give others warmth and you will be warmer too. If you care for others, you will be cared for yourself. Give others happiness and you will be happier. This is a state. Warmth is a possession of the soul. In warmth, people will not get lost. Warmth is created by people. Either you or someone else. If you only rely on the warmth you create, you will often be unable to adjust when the environment changes. You will suffer from the cold and the pain of severe cold, and you may gradually lose confidence. If you only rely on the warmth created by others, you will be like a baby that cannot maintain its own body temperature. You will feel cold more often, be at a loss in the face of severe cold, be afraid of the future and life, long for but hate the society around you. Warmth or not is different from person to person. The warmth inspired from the heart is the real warmth. With a grateful heart and eyes filled with gratitude, festivals always make people feel warm. Gather the power of the soul, and people will be warm.
This can only be used as a reference, you still have to write the composition yourself..
Without love, the world will not have color, and there will be no spring in the world. Without the love of leaders, the people can only live in dire straits. Without the love of volunteers, people in confusion can only wander. Without the love of the people, the call under the ruins will be the last sigh left to the god of death, and the heartache of the nation will be It is an incurable disease! As long as we have a warm heart, as long as we have the desire to love, there is no obstacle that we cannot overcome!
Sing a song when you are sad and let the misfortune go with the wind; take a deep breath when you are frustrated and let the past go. But no matter when, don't forget that we have love, it's time to move towards warmth. 5. Essay title or composition about "warmth"
I suddenly received a text message from a friend: "Have you ever felt lonely?" Loneliness? I haven’t thought about these two words for a long time. Is it the coldness of being alone in the dead of night? Is it a spiritual emptiness that no one can solve? Still feeling melancholy about not finding your best friend?
Thinking, thinking...
Cold? Loneliness makes me think of cold. In my dictionary, this is a cold word, icy. I suddenly thought of people walking alone in the night, letting the icy moonlight shine on their bodies, walking alone, without luggage, without any luggage. Care, always walking alone as an independent body, walking, walking...
I seemed to see the wanderers huddled in the corner of the city. They are coldly reluctant to look at this city, not even willing to waste the energy to blink their eyelids. Flies are their companions, and parasites are their family members. Lonely, they were abandoned by the city, or rather, they abandoned the city.
Lonely? Cold, cold...
Han Han said that people only get along with each other to warm each other and try their best to not be lonely anymore.
I think loneliness is only given to those who are lonely. When the sun shines on the city again, night travelers should have reached their destination, and wanderers will continue to move forward.
They will feel the warmth...
When hearts collide again, it should be warm!
Breathing is the smell of sunshine, warm.
Sunshine will melt loneliness, right? You will, right? Yes, yes...
It was a hot day, the sun was blazing, but I couldn't feel any warmth. My family went out to play happily, but I was very sad. Even though my classmates scolded me, I had never felt so depressed. Why, why, why did I score 89 points in the Chinese language test, ranking 26th? Why, why, why did my father sneer at me like this?
The storm started after I got the Chinese language test paper with 89 points and 26th place. The day after I got the test paper, it happened to be Saturday. In the morning, our family of three I went out for morning exercise, but I looked lost, because after my father saw my Chinese test paper, he ridiculed me and ignored my mood. Who knows if my father will still laugh at me? I moved my eyes to my father, and I saw his watery eyes moving around, looking left and right, reaching out and flicking his feet, and walking with a swagger. He didn't even wipe the sweat from the tip of his brow. I couldn't help but be secretly happy, thinking: "He must be thinking about something like this. Seeing that he didn't wipe the sweat from the tip of his brow, he must not be sarcastic about me?" Suddenly, my father There was a smile on the corner of my mouth, my eyes were looking straight at the license plate of a bus, and I was asked to read the first two digits on the license plate of that bus: "Two...
Six!" I said . "By the way, isn't that your ranking?" I was so ashamed that I wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl in.
On the way home, the sun was scorching like fire, but I couldn’t feel a trace of warmth. The family was playing happily, but I was the only one who was very sad.
When I got home, my mother said a simple word to me while my father was in the bathroom. These words pulled me out of the ice cave and gave me great warmth like the sun: "Your father wants to inspire me." You study hard to make fun of you.”
I always have endless memories when I think about the past. Except for this incident, every time I think about it, I feel so warm. 6. An 800-word essay about Nuan
On a dark night, pedestrians hurried on the road, spitting on the ground from time to time, throwing some scraps of paper, and with a "chirp" sound, a small crack appeared on the ground. Passers-by who were in a hurry didn't notice anything in the gap and were still walking on their own routes home.
The crack in the ground became bigger and bigger, and at the same time there was a loud "rumbling" sound. All the pedestrians fell into the crack one by one, and suddenly there was a loud noise coming from the crack. The sound of calling "Ah! Come here! Help!" "Dad, Mom, where are you?" "UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuHelp!"... Various shouts startled me from my dream. Come over. I sat up suddenly and looked at the window. It was still so peaceful outside the window. I could hear the hurried footsteps of pedestrians. The spring breeze blew slowly in through the window. I couldn't help but shiver. I was awakened by the nightmare without thinking. I fell asleep again, so I got out of bed and walked to the study room with my clothes on. I picked up the newspaper on the sofa and started reading.
Wow! I was surprised to find out that the severe drought in Yunnan, which only occurs once in a century, has affected more than 7.8 million people and 4.86 million livestock in the province. Due to the extreme drought, drinking water has become difficult; more than 3 million acres of crops sown in autumn and winter have been affected, accounting for Area sown 37. The province's agricultural economic losses due to drought exceeded 12.7 billion yuan.
Also, because there is not enough drinking water, many villagers who were severely affected are in danger of death, and some people have left their hometowns one after another... I also saw a picture: Because of the global As the climate warms and glaciers melt at an accelerated rate, polar bears that have lived in the Arctic for generations no longer have a single intact piece of ice to make their home. Look, a family of three polar bears are standing on a small piece of ice, staring helplessly into the distance, seemingly expecting something... Due to global warming, polar bears will become extinct.
My heart suddenly went cold. Alas, the poor polar bear! I closed the newspaper, turned on my computer, and searched online to find out something about global warming: Due to the melting of snow and ice from mountaintop glaciers, the heights of the Alps and other mountain ranges have experienced a slow rebound process over the past century. For thousands of years, these icebergs have pressed against the surface of the earth, causing the surface to be suppressed. As the glaciers melt, the weight on the ground is reduced and the surface slowly rebounds, and these mountains are rebounding faster as global warming has accelerated the melting of glaciers in recent years.
On the Internet, I saw another cartoon: The cartoon shows Mother Earth frowning, pouting, sweat dripping down, and a person standing on the edge of the earth on a pile of thick On the book, he held a fan and fanned the earth vigorously. A polar bear mother and child stood on the earth and asked her child: "My child, the ice has melted. Where can we settle down?" Alas, people all know that because of global warming, polar bears, penguins, walruses, etc. are living in glaciers. Animals are dying one after another... According to research, people destroy forests in large quantities and emit harmful gases uncontrollably, causing the carbon dioxide on the earth's surface to exceed a certain level. It is like wearing a big cotton jacket on the earth, which will produce a greenhouse effect. , causing the earth's climate to warm, Arctic glaciers to melt, sea levels to rise, and the weather to become abnormal.
Global warming refers to an increase in global temperature. In the past 100 years, global temperature has experienced two fluctuations: cold-warm-cold-warm, which can always be seen as an upward trend. Since the 1980s, global temperatures have increased significantly.
From 1981 to 1990, the global average temperature increased by 0.48°C compared with 100 years ago. How can we stop the temperature of the earth from rising? How can we no longer let the harsh climate threaten the villagers living in the global village? How to prevent all living things on earth from becoming extinct? All global villagers should advocate protecting resources, saving paper and electricity, and cherishing every drop of water around them.
In recent years, various energy-saving and emission-reduction movements have emerged all over the world. We all realize that the environment around us is changing dramatically, which has affected our normal lives. I hope that our mother, the Earth, will no longer frown. I hope to see the smiling Mother Earth soon.
--------Care for our mother - the earth. 7. An 800-word essay on the topic of warmth
I still remember Jimmy said: In life, people are constantly entering or leaving, and there are constant gains and losses. There was once such a person who only appeared in my life for a few minutes and disappeared like a meteor with no trace to be found, but the care he gave me has been warm to this day.
That year, after the holidays, I hurried from my hometown to Hangzhou, preparing to go back to school in the afternoon. In the end, I discovered that I had arrived in Xiaoshan, not the original destination - the town train station! Carrying a bag in my left hand, a suitcase in my right hand, and a big schoolbag on my shoulder, I could only ask about the bus stops leading into the city. Finally, Huang Tian paid off and I asked for the bus location as I wished. Standing next to the car, I put down my luggage and felt relieved, but soon I realized that there were only hundred dollar bills in my bag and there was no change I wanted. I wanted to go to a small store, but it was far away, and the luggage in my hand didn’t allow it. So I carried my luggage and exchanged money with the passers-by. Some people left without looking back, some said they couldn't exchange money, and some said they only had enough change for themselves. Seeing that the originally empty carriage was gradually filling up with people and starting to drive away, I became anxious. In an instant, despair and helplessness surrounded me like a steel-armored beast. I couldn’t hide or escape. The panic was getting bigger and bigger, and I watched helplessly as the car drove past, the body of the car gradually becoming blurry, and my eyes were soaked with tears, and no one paid attention to me.
"Little girl, what's wrong?" A hoarse voice caught my attention, and I hurriedly wiped away my tears. The speaker was a middle-aged man with bony hands, old leather clothes, and the oppression of life. His face was covered with traces of time, and his sparse hair was swaying in the strong wind. I was like a drowning man who found a life-saving straw and told him my unfortunate experience. "Come on, come up.
After hearing this, he patted the back seat of the electric car and said, "I'll take you to catch up with that car." "There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart and I asked the price, but the strong wind quickly drowned out my voice. Without saying a word, he put the two large luggage at his feet. I quickly jumped on the electric car. I only heard a "jail" sound, and the car seemed to leave. Xian drove away in a flash, with the wind roaring in my ears. I clutched his clothes tightly. At that moment, I realized that the warmth between people has never left.
In the end, He took me to the bus stop, and when I asked about the price, he just smiled and said no, then took out a few change from his leather clothespin and said, "Go quickly. "Seeing that the car was about to drive away, I took the change, picked up my luggage, and ran back while saying: "Goodbye, uncle! "He smiled, his chapped lips exposed his scorched teeth, and his wrinkled face was like a blooming chrysanthemum swaying in the strong wind, which became the most beautiful scenery in my heart.
Holding the coin he gave me, Looking at his figure gradually blurring, but the remaining warmth belonging to him has never cooled down! 8. An 800-word essay on warmth
Warmth is home
Home is the furnace in winter! , Home is the hope of spring;
Home is the harbor of the soul, and home is the most beautiful paradise. ——Inscription
The afterglow of the sunset falls slantingly on me. Standing in front of the dormitory door, listening to the sonorous landing sound on the basketball court, my thoughts spread...
I like Zhang Ailing's words: "Among millions of people, I will meet you. The person I met; in the endless wilderness of time for millions of years, there was neither a step too early nor a step too late, we just caught up. ”
Yes, it was neither a step too early nor a step too late, just one afternoon in the autumn of 2005. The sunshine that day had never been softer before, through the tall kapok trees outside the window and the light colors inside the house. The glass windows gently poured onto the floor of the dormitory, casting shadowy mottled shadows. There was no deliberate effort, no cheering, just a faint shy smile, but when we saw each other's clear and warm eyes, we both understood each other. The inner joy and curiosity, sincerity and tacit understanding spread quietly in the dormitory the moment we looked at each other and smiled... So, we twelve ignorant children formed a "big family" in the blink of an eye. Passed.
The deceased is like a husband.
Home is always filled with warmth, at least our home is like this.
In our family, each member has his or her own unique light, like a big colorful carousel, dotted with colors, as passionate as red; as fresh as green; as elegant as purple; as lively as yellow; As quiet as blue; as cute as pink... Even so, when the turntable rotates at high speed, we merge into one, as pure as white.
Home, the "barometer" of our campus life. The ups and downs of life, the ups and downs of learning, and the rise and fall of academic style can all be read on the "barometer" of home. Occasionally, when I get tired of it, I go home and open my heart without reservation. Talk about your worries. This family will support and tolerate everything you have. Occasionally, when you are tired or sick, when you come home, a gentle greeting from your roommate, a concerned look, and a glass of plain water will make you taste the warmth and warmth of home. A deep sense of warmth...
I still remember that when I was in the second grade of junior high school, I had a bad stomach and often had trouble sleeping at night. Once, the pain was so painful that I couldn't lie down and I curled up against the wall. , listening to each other's rising and falling breathing, I felt warm for a moment. The roommate on the lower bunk seemed to feel that I was not sleeping, so he put his head and lowered his voice and said, "What's wrong?" stomachache. I'll get you some medicine. "I'm sorry that I couldn't sleep." "It's okay. Are you feeling better?" ”
I still remember the first year of junior high school. Studying was not so stressful at that time. We often sat together and made daily routines, which was very comfortable. We also knew the “secrets” that we didn’t know. For example, the classmates on the upper bunk I didn't sleep well. I always kicked off the quilt at night. The classmates in the lower bunk worked hard to pick up the quilt and cover the upper bunk. We often laughed and teased the person involved.
I still remember. ..., I still remember a lot.
The thoughts are slowly stretched, reflecting each warm scene. We are going back further and further, but those memories we have seem to be very close to us, even as if we can reach out and touch them. Oh, those memories that cannot be erased! This home, filled with so much warmth, contains so much joy and emotion for us.
The dormitory is a stage in our lives, where joy, sorrow, laughter, and joy are all performed here. We are both outstanding actors and loyal audiences of this play. I wonder, when we graduate and wave goodbye to our alma mater, will we look back at the dormitory again and feel a deep sense of farewell to this home where we have lived for three years? Will you still be dreaming about this home in the years to come? Will there still be waves of warmth when you think of the indelible friendship between us?
Reluctant to give up, still reluctant to give up!
Concerned, still concerned!
"Getting together is fate, parting is love." All words melt in my heart, and all stories settle in memory. In our youthful years, it will never fade.
Some people say: "With this home, the soul will no longer suffer from the pain of loneliness. With this home, the country of emotions will shine with bright sunshine." I said: "With this home , you will have the happiness of the whole world."
800 words, remember to accept it 9. An 800-word essay about warmth
Warmth exists in everyone's heart.
Warmth comes from a holy heart. Warmth is what everyone needs.
Warmth is what everyone desires. There are two kinds of warmth: physical warmth and spiritual warmth.
Everyone has experienced warmth. Or a burning stove, or a concerned look, or a handed coat, or soft words.
Everyone has created warmth. Everyone has energy.
Everyone has given something. As long as there is a heart, people can release warmth all the time.
Warmth is comfort. Warmth means being needed.
Warmth is closeness. Warmth is recognition.
Give others warmth and you will be warmer too. If you care for others, you will be cared for yourself.
Give others happiness and you will be happier. This is a state.
Warmth is a possession of the soul. In warmth, people will not get lost.
Warmth is created by people. Either you or someone else.
If you only rely on the warmth you create, you will often be unable to adjust when the environment changes. You will be hit by the cold, suffer the pain of severe cold, and may gradually lose confidence. If you only rely on the warmth created by others, you will be like a baby that cannot maintain its own body temperature. You will feel cold more often, be at a loss in the face of severe cold, be afraid of the future and life, long for but hate the society around you.
Whether it is warm or not varies from person to person. The warmth inspired from the heart is the real warmth.
With a grateful heart and eyes full of gratitude, festivals always make people feel warm. Gather the power of the soul, and people will be warm. 10. A 600-word composition based on the word "nuan"
The sunshine is so warm
The warm sunshine gives people a warm mood. I don’t know since when, the definition of “nuannuan” in my heart is sunshine. Until I listened to "Nuan Nuan" by Liang Jingru - "Actually, you are very good, but you don't know it. Sincerely treat me well without asking for anything in return..."
Nuan Nuan also has the definition of happiness. .
When I entered junior high school, weekends were so busy and intense that there seemed to be no time left. I have been accustomed to the life pattern of "home-school-art training" and "three o'clock makes a difference", but my father suddenly said, take me to fly a kite today!
Well, the weather is nice and the sun is nice. Go ahead.
In the sky above Century Square, there are already colorful kites flying up and down, competing to compete with each other. My kite is clean and flawless. Through the white rice paper, I can even see the sun hanging high in the sky.
I was pulling the thread, and my father was responsible for taking up the thread. The division of labor was clear, and he was very busy. In the blink of an eye, the kite flew into the sky with great swagger. "Be careful! Look, it's about to fall. Pull the line quickly! Pull!" "Dad, the line is too short. Let it go, it won't fly high if you don't let it go!"
My eyes almost narrowed. Seam, struggling to look at the kite hanging in the air. At this moment, my father simply let go and let me handle it. I pull the line and let it fly. Look at my father sitting on the chair, enjoying the warm sunshine!
"The sunshine is so nice! It feels very warm when it shines on me." Dad smiled.
"The sunshine is so bad! It makes me unable to open my eyes." I made a playful remark.
Unexpectedly, my father quickly took off his sunglasses and ran over and hung them on the bridge of my nose. I pulled the thread and ran in the square. The sun and wind blended together and blended on my face.
I feel an indescribable sense of comfort.
After I got home, my father showed me a photo: I was wearing my father’s big sunglasses, holding the string in my hand, looking at the kite in the sky, grinning wildly. .
Mom said, today on my face, I saw long-lost kisses from the sun, like a flower, blooming on my face.
I said: "That's because the sun is so warm."